Someone Like a God (English)

- the fourth like a dimension, the fifth a season in the year, the sixth like a sense, the seventh like a continent,

the eighth like a day of the week, the ninth like a point of an octagon, the tenth like Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, the eleventh like a commandment,

the twelfth like a football player, the thirteenth like an apostle, the fourteenth like Friday the Thirteenth, the fifteenth like Louis Quattorze, the sixteenth like the fifteen, the seventeenth like a sixteenth, the eighteenth like the seventeenth century,

the twenty-second like an eye, the thirty first like a thirty percent fall in bonds,

the thirty third like a tooth, the thirty fourth like Christ’s year,

- the unending like a god and so just sexless,

the powerless like one who makes love,

painless and therefore senseless,

unrivalled like a god in the world who has no other gods, ungodly like a god who has neither a god beside him or over him,

bottomless like a sky, unrestrained like the wind, boundless like thought, immaterial like a ghost,

nameless bearer of an unknown name,

hopelessly faultless,

aimless like a perpetual runner,

childless like the father of a crucified son,

unreasonable like death and so just remorseless,

nationless like a god of all people and beings similar to them,

sightless and faceless, legless, handless and wingless, hairless and toothless,

safe as a harbour for immortal wanderers,

without charge like a promise,

unparalleled in perfection, derived in its own home, unmediated like touch, helpless like a deed, dreamless like a night, careless like a bird,

inconsolable like truth, ungoverned as the oldest citizen in the world,

implicit as love, without consequence like justice,

a creature without colour, taste and smell.

He wanders in space as if without soul, a creator without parents, a being without dwelling place, a vagabond without address,

from beyond memory without work, from time immemorial without bread, forever he proceeds without footprints,

always thinks without considering and always the same,

he breeds without hesitation, gives birth without reason, regardless of anything or anyone,

kills without dispensation - everything and everyone, since the beginning of the age of ages,

he abandons us without regard for race, religion or conviction,

he always triumphs without battle, judges without mercy, punishes continuously and then weeps without sorrow over the spilt mother’s milk of the immaculate virgin, who bore him a son so he could give him deviously and thoroughly to be crucified at the hands of his chosen people,

so he rules the world without check, an uncriticised despot,

he acts unceasingly without rest and knows everything without consciousness,

he prays to himself without words, he accepts himself without reserve,

he grants himself adoration without consideration, he is blessedly silent about himself,

so continuously decides without witnesses, without rhyme or reason, with no way out,

wholly without himself, headless, heelless, heartless, with not a drop of blood,

without anything.

Redeem him while there’s time.

Perhaps his fate awaits us, too – cruel towards all creatures who have been surpassed by their own works.